November 12 - Letters to barbie
I've decided today, I need an imaginary friend. Now I know, a lot of you are going to be raising some eyebrows at this one. I had some imaginary friends when I was child, though no one knew about them but me, and I won't talk to you about them here.
I think fantasy fills a role in everyone's life, to some degree or another. We may all at one time fantasize about a friendship, a soul mate, a parent we never had... or just about anything really. Right now, there's something missing in my life, and I know, it's probably something inside of me that I need to fix.
I also know that one of the things that is really good for me is writing, writing my thoughts and feelings out here, is a really positive process for me. I've decided to tag a new section onto my journals. A sub-section. Letters to barbie. To my new imaginary friend. I could tell you about barbie... but I won't for now. For now you can just read my letters to her. When I post them. Who knows, maybe she's not so imaginary either.
I thought about creating a new directory for the letters, but decided against it. Instead, if I'm writing one, I'll tag it on the bottom of my regular entry. The journal part of this one is going to be small, because I have some stuff, I really really want to write to barbie.
XO
Katt
Letter to barbie
I'm so excited!... I've decided to breed my bettas. You know how the pale female has been expanding and expanding and we were getting more and more certain she's full of eggs?... Well today I researched on the internet, and I decided to try and breed her to my male. he's already got lots of bubbles in his tank, a partial bubble nest... so I think he's ready too!. Well, I put a little plastic cup upside down half in and out, and some peace lily leaves in among the bamboo to make more hiding places for her, and more nesting places for him!... and plopped her in. Actually, I had a freak, because, as you know his tank is in the bathroom, and while transferring her in my hand from her tank to his she flopped out of my hand and into the garbage can... I had to scoop around in there, grab her and put her in.. she was totally fine, which totally surprised me. Complete relief.
Anyways... I was reading that the female gets vertical striping if excited and horizontal if scared, and she's all vertical. He's all puffed up and displaying, and... he's blowing out more bubbles like crazy. I think he's going to start squeezing eggs out of her really soon. I cranked the heat in the bathroom, leaving the light on, and keeping the door closed... that's my approach to trying to apply what I learned in my research today.
I hope I don't end up with too many live fry.. or I'll have little plastic cups with bettas in them everywhere.
I just wanted to let you know too, that I miss you, and I know things are going to work out, in the end. But right now, I'm just so excited about the fish.
Oh!.. I also made bath salts and soap today... really. The bath salts were easy easy... half and half sea salt and Epsom, a sprinkling of baking soda, a few drops of food colouring, a few drops of geranium and ylang ylang oil, mixed it all up.. and wow. In jars and ready to use. cheap, fast, and beautiful. People can expect them for Xmas. The soap.. well.
I've tried to make soap.. 'cheat soap' before, see I can't justify spending money on kits, and I don't have the time to track down and order in ingredients from chemists.. blah blah blah.. so I try to melt down cheap store glycerin bars add stuff to it. Like color, lavender, loofah, oats, whatever, and then reform it.
That stuff does not like to melt down. It's obviously not doing what the hard glycerin for making home made soap is supposed to do on a double boiler. I managed, but my soaps are a little funny looking. I skipped the molds, (after buying veggie spray and prepping the muffin tins) and I ended up hand rolling them into little lumpy balls... they're interesting anyways. Important thing is they smell nice, and they'll keep me clean. ;) I don't think I'll unload any on anyone for Xmas.. well maybe just you. LOL
Also bought some cheap shampoo and conditioner today that I'm going to scent with my essential oils. I was peeved though, because the labels don't come off the bottles easy. I have to get some really big plain bottles and transfer them over. You know how I am about the label thing. One of my little subtle quirks. I know, rather psychologically significant I'm sure. At least I don't de-label the canned goods.. Though, I actually at one time in my life gave it some consideration, I'd just write on them what was inside in magic marker. It would probably make me a happier person with my kitchen. But people would be thinking me way to weird after that one. It would be like art for me, I'd take the doors of the food cupboards. Rip all the labels off the cans, re-lable them in magic marker. I'd buy shiny silver paint tins in different sizes from the hardware store for dry goods storage, flour, cereals, pasta, sugar, etc.. and magic marker all those too.. and It would be all these stacked industrial silvery tins on my shelves.
It's not obsessive, it's aesthetic... but I live without it, it would be too much work. Not like I have to spend 8 hours doing brain surgery or anything 5 days a week, I have the time to do the work. If I had a live in house slave, they'd be peeling labels, and scribbling with the magic markers I tell you. (then of course I'd take that little slave over my knee, snatch the magic marker, and magic marker them all over too.. buah ha)
Okay, enough silliness.
But this is where I talk about my perfect world right? Here, with you.
I just started reading last night the copy of Light In August by Faulkner that Uncle X gave me. It's amazing. I don't know if you've read it. But it's really really amazing. I can't wait to read more tonight. It's going to be a bed-time only story for me for now, not sure why, but some books I read like that, and some I read any time.
I should stop blathering here. Love you.
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